Title: The Lucky Unlucky Situation
Summary: Of all the things life could throw at you I'd say being slave to Prince Kheel himself is of the worst found luck. Mello/Matt
A/N: Hello all^^! I need your help. I would like to know how many chapters you would prefer to go by before the Point of View switches. Please add that in with your criticism only if you deem it worthy of course.
Chapter Seven: Totally Captured
Mello's POV
Why are you so close! The blankets that were comfortably toasty just a second ago now felt hot and suffocating. His downcast eyes could barely be seen under those fiery lashes as he waited patiently for an answer. Oh right, an answer…
"Y-you don't even deserve an answer after insulting your prince!" Even if he did, I wouldn't even know how to respond. An obnoxious sigh escaped my lips. The idiot was still standing their resolutely like he was entitled to a proper answer. What good is a servant who hardly listens to their master?
"It'll only be for a second, it's just, a test you could say…" His gaze was trained dead on my face, or more precisely a certain part of my face. Warning bells rang in my head.
"…If I may ask farm boy. What exactly are you testing?" Instead of responding the incompetent red head dropped to his knees and loomed over me. This brings me to another thing I don't like. People who try to dominate me; I'm a Kheel for Christ sake!
"That your highness would be a secret…" I hardened my eyes and set my lips into a tight line even though my heart was hammering so hard it could easily burst from my ribcage at any moment.
"If I have to ask you to leave again…I'll have you sleep with the horses in their shit!" He flinched for a second then burst out in peals of laughter. Alright farm boy now I'm done with words.
I removed one arm from the blanket's hold and smiled. If I angle my shoulder correctly and lean to the left just a little I should be able to punch him right in that goofy smile of his. Then I'll have Matsuda and Mogi throw him in the horse manure- But wait, then Francesca will have to suffer his stench tomorrow such a pity…Or what if I have Near bathe Matt tomorrow so he can be tortured by the stench along with that disobedient imbecile. Then again Near might enjoy a certain disrobed redhead a bit too much…
A thumb to my lips stopped me from my inner debate. I hope he washes those hands regularly. My face grew hot, not from the touch but from the realization of what I'd been scheming.
"Your lips are so pretty. Why do you have them say such mean things?" This is getting weird. His thumb gently rubbed the soft pink flesh as he spoke. What is he doing to me? I'm not the type of person to spit out empty threats or tolerate disobedience. Why am I letting it get this far? Am I curious to know how it'll be having someone else in control for a change? I mean it's only a few seconds. Little can be done in a few seconds.
"Fine." The thumb stopped stroking my lip and his face leaned in. I could see the faint dust of tiny freckles on his nose and his ruby lashes looked even thicker up close. I wasn't an idiot I knew he wanted to kiss me long before he touched my lips. With that creepy way he kept staring at them earlier like they were treats.
"Wait!" Our noses had just bumped. He withdrew his head a little and licked his lips in a nervous gesture. What am I doing?
"I want to establish three things first." He gave me a slight nod.
"One, this will be the one and only time you will get this privilege. Since it is just a test and I'm feeling generous."
"Generous my ass just a few moments ago you wanted me to bed in horse shit..." I coughed into my hand and continued on.
"Two, it will only be for a few seconds, five to be exact, anymore and I will make use of my earlier threat farm boy." A humored look graced his features as a hand reached up to stroke my face. I ignored the brief shudder and continued. I would never admit it but the cool touch felt like Heaven against my burning cheeks.
"And the last one your highness?" I blushed even harder if possible. This whole situation was downright degrading.
"T-this is my first kiss so…don't screw it up." I twirled a blonde lock between my fingers as I said the third condition so I wouldn't have to see the look on his face as I revealed my shame.
"Don't worry I couldn't screw up a kiss in five seconds even if I wanted to." Before I knew it our noses were touching again. My body shook with anxiety. Do I stare at him or would that be strange? Do I close my eyes or would he think I'm blocking out his face? If I pucker too hard will I look like an octopus?
Before I could even begin to answer the questions racing through my brain I felt it; those ridiculously soft lips, the warmth and that gentle pressure that coerced my eyelids to fall just by mere contact. It was over quickly like I had wanted and when I opened my eyes I was met with another cheeky grin.
"What is it?" Was I awful? I couldn't have been. You can't fail such a basic kiss.
"That was ten seconds." I pushed the imbecile away and rolled over on my bedding.
"I want maple porridge and fresh fruit for breakfast, be sure to alert the cooks." Even though I couldn't see him I could hear the ever present grin in his reply. I'm starting to think that little exchange was a horrible decision.
"I'll do it right now." That's more like it. When I heard the flap close I sighed and wriggled inside my cocoon to get more comfy. Right before I fell asleep I heard some shuffling near the tent entrance. Fuck it should never be this hard for a prince to sleep!
I sat up quickly only to find Mogi and Matsuda's heads poking into the tent from the outside. They had twin shit eating grins on their faces. Face palm.
"You've got something on your face my prince." Mogi said with feigned innocence.
"Yes he does, doesn't he Mogi." Matsuda turned to Mogi trying to stifle out laughter as he spoke.
"I believe its red." After that comment Matsuda burst into giggles while his afro counterpart began to shake. Rub your temples Mihael, rub your temples.
"No, I believe its redhead." They erupted in hard laughter. My teeth began to grind together as an embarrassed flush took over my face. Alright you've had your fun!
"Take your leave!"
"Ok we'll leave… in five seconds!" They fell through the tent entrance gasping for air as they laughed even harder. I didn't even know it was humanly possible to laugh like that and live. "That would be enough trolling for one evening." My tone was sharper now. Though I don't think I look exactly menacing right now with a flaming face and a seven year old's pout.
"Aw, we're sorry my prince. First kisses are always embarrassing we were just trying to lighten up the situation a bit for you." Matsuda said with those liquid chocolate puppy dog eyes of his. Like hell you guys were. Mogi nodded earnestly in agreement.
"Leave now before I order you to kiss each other!" They were out of the tent faster than lightning. Not a single chuckle was heard that night as I drifted off to sleep.
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I decided that I wanted to eat breakfast alone today. That idea didn't really work out since Matt decided to join me half way through my meal bringing along his number one fan and Francesca.
"Are we intruding your highness?" Near asked his eyes seemingly expressionless but truly frightened. Near has always been more than afraid of me because he had the honor of being my servant when I was known as the little prince terror. Near was seated as he nibbled on some cinnamon bread with steamed egg yolk on top.
"Actually yes, but I've had half of my meal to myself so you aren't that intrusive." I should be enthusiastic for Father to come back so we can return to the castle. Where there will be floors and walls that separate royalty from servants, cooks and chambermaids again. We're an invitation and escort would be required to eat with the prince. Maybe it was the water but for some strange reason though, those things seemed a bit disappointing now.
"Near why're you eating your toast like a rabbit?" Matt said with a laugh as he munched on a similar meal. Near flushed and buried his head in Matt's shoulder. I'm going to ignore that.
"I am not eating it like a rabbit!" More like a nitwit I would say.
"You're right you're eating it like an Albino rabbit." Francesca interjected with a giggle. The two redheads chuckled together before taking another bite of their toast. I shook my head and stared into the trees. Since we're already in the forest I think I'll do some target practice after this.
Breakfast continued on with light chit chat and the occasional awkward stare between me and Matt, but other than that it was bearable to say the least. After I returned my dishes to the cook's tent I started my trek out to the lake.
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Matsuda and Mogi patrolled outside of the lake as I trained.
I only trained for about a good fourteen minutes before I gave into the temptation. The lake was just too gorgeous to not swim in. It was surrounded by lush green grass with larkspurs in neat little rows wrapping around groves of mighty trees.
I glanced around a bit before completely disrobing myself and setting my robes on a large rock. I waded into the lake and began to swim. The cool water rushed smoothly against my bare flesh as I swam in leisure circles. For hours it was just me, the wind and the gentle chirping of the birds. When I would grow tired I would settle myself atop a large stone submerged in water for a moment or two then begin swimming again. As I swam my thoughts swam alongside me. The castle is being attacked if Father doesn't survive I will be in command of a whole country. The more the idea sunk in the more it scared me. With that terrifying thought I exited the lake, redressed and headed back towards the central Safe Away. Less than half way back I cursed and turned back around. I had forgotten my bow and quiver near that rock.
"You guys I'll be right back I forgot my bow." They both nodded. I broke into a mild jog so I could quickly get back to them. As I was picking up my bow and quiver I heard a voice.
"Prince Mihael?" It didn't really hit me at that moment that hardly anyone called me by my first name.
"What is it?" I was grabbed roughly from behind. I tried to elbow my attacker but the guy was way too big. At best I probably tickled his tummy. Matsuda, Mogi where are you guys! I kicked my quiver scattering the arrows everywhere.
"I suggest you cooperate if want to keep your head sound good." This guy had a heavy Swiss accent. I allowed myself to be tied, gagged and carried through the trees on the large brutes shoulder. I shouldn't have been so careless. Will he keep me in Germany or will he take me all the way to Switzerland? As a prince, from childhood you are trained to know what to do in case of abduction.
I had left the distress message. I never leave my arrows outside of the quiver especially in such disarray. Mogi and Matsuda will see the scattered arrows and start a search party. Now here's the fun part of the gamble whether I'll be alive by the time they find me. After a few hours walking I was relieved to find us still in Germany inside an old deserted village. If I recall correctly the village was used as the battleground for the last war and by the end was deserted completely and never returned to. The brute had dirty blonde hair and eyebrows so thick that they could pass for bundles of wheat. He ungagged me and led me to a house in the middle of the deserted village.
"Don't you normally blind fold the people you capture?" It was a bit strange I knew exactly where I was and how I got there, isn't that a bit sloppy?
"Silly boy if you escape I kill you before you tell Papa a word. Chop!" He made a beheading gesture and chuckled joyously while clapping me on the shoulder.
"We go this way." We entered a living room fully occupied with Swiss soldiers they all cheered as I walked by each of them. We stopped in front of an aged man with salt and pepper hair. He had piercing blue eyes with crow's feet and a neatly trimmed mustache.
"Is son of Lukas Kheel?" The brute next to me nodded.
"Good work Aldo." He looked cold. Like he could snap a baby's neck and toss it back to its mother.
"Now boy don't have such scared face." An emotionless smile was given to me.
"It all just bad luck. It not your fault you just happen to be son of bastard king. You not ask for that." Tears slowly leaked down from my cheeks as he spoke.
"Wedy, see him to room. Sit tight boy if go as planned your papa feel pain not you." He offered another expressionless smile as a beautiful woman grabbed me by the arm and led me to a room down the hall. Her blonde hair reminded me of my mother and my chest clenched.
When we reached the room she closed the door and spoke.
"You ok?" Why even ask me that you're the enemy. I glared at her and turned away.
"Just leave."
"I tell commander I hate when toss child in grown up quarrel." She gave me a genuine smile ruffled my hair and left me alone as I had asked but not before telling me she'd bring me supper tonight.
I looked around the room finding a small bed, a deck of playing cards and a miniature Swiss flag. It was quite hospitable for abductors. I ripped the flag into pieces and tossed it everywhere. I didn't even know how to play with playing cards so I tossed that against the wall. I sat on the bed and drew my knees to my chest and quietly wept to myself. I was scared and for the first time in my life I was scared for something more than myself. I was scared for my Father and Germany more than my own life. I was scared because I had no control. After a few more tear filled hours I fell asleep.
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"Sleeping prince I bring supper." I sat up in the bed and took the offered plate. It was a meat pie, with weird bread and odd looking cheese and a cup of water.
"You've got red on mouth." Matt... I reached up to the corner of my mouth where a tiny piece of shredded flag stuck to my lip. I couldn't help the sad chuckle that escaped me before I began to eat.
Just to let you know this will not be an abduction fic. I have much bigger plans. Review if you deem it worthy.